these things just happy-fy your day

Spelling FAIL

I never thought I’d see anything that could beat the Bubble Tea store opposite ACS that wrote ‘Barber tea’ on its receipt; but I did:D

any Slide Dish with your Main Order sir?

you can go there for food that simply ’slides’ down your throat i guess. hahaha, how many ’spelling FAILs’ can you ask for in one day. on the day before NS, it really cheers one up:)

NS!

i’ve lived most of my life thinking that this day wouldn’t ever come. never, until recently, did i think/know that i’d be doing NS.

ahh well, God has His plans and has put me in PES E, so see you in 5 and a half days world!

His plans

sometimes God doesn’t calm the storm; He calms the child in the storm.

He knows the plans He has for me so in all things I shall give thanks.

Wish and pray I could feel better though.

but life goes on…

closure

this is it. IB results tomorrow.

God God God please. please God.

it’s been awhile

Hello World! I know i haven’t blogged for over a month, even though i’m pretty much free most of the time, and it’s probably because the holiday laziness has caught up with, and then overwhelmed, me.

Going to Vietnam was nice, especially with little Joshua around. Can’t imagine what it woulda been like without him shouting “Victor gor gor” every 2 seconds. too cute and oh-so-smart. who wouldn’t love him?

And then there was Christmas. fresh from Vietnam and into the fray. i love the stress and intensity of preparation, keeps my adrenaline pumping and keeps me going. catching up with good ol’ Daryl and Jet after all this time was awesome too. it’s been too long since the three of us buddies had a stayover.

Thank God the celebration was a success. Arguably the most memorable part was seeing Justina wearing a skirt and makeup for the first time. funny thing that girl is. i almost died laughing when she fell while attempting to do a pirouette. classic Tina moment. Jinglebella rocks.

Another unforgettable part was the sight of Grandpa and Grandma dancing along to “I will follow him”, defying all conservatism and shyness to support their grandson. honestly, i was so moved and encouraged that day. it made it all worth it.

i also heard that we’re gonna have more people coming for Youth next year. awesome stuff. sure hope i can come back on weekends. don’t wanna leave any of them great peeps. If God is gonna use us, i wanna be there to see it happen.

ah well, all’s well that ends well. i’m going into the New Year rushing my interview transcriptions for my Egyptian professor friend while squeezing in some play time along the way.

in the words of Abba, “Thank you for the Music”.

stats!

stats tomorrow!

i do my best, God does the maths.

cant wait. 14 hours till the end.

hello world

after a month of anti-social spendid isolation, i’m backkkk.

haha one more paper left and 5 days to prepare so imma take it slow and steady. shoulda started today if the GDC didn’t konk out. oh well, one more day of rest and relaxation. I WILL START TOMORROW.

life’s been good, God’s been great. even though we couldn’t play much soccer yesterday after english paper 2 because of the rain, the time i got to spend just chilling (literally, it was damn freaking cold) and reminiscing on old times with jerome, dono and vernon was pretty awesome. picture the wind and the rain with the few of us seeking refuge at a bench next to the vast green astro turf.you feel mghty free and easy and comfortable on a bench and in the warmth of friends amidst the cold rain. to top it all off, there was ‘2012′. what a great show, with all the sound effects and end-of-the-world ethical dilemmas.

heh, needless to say, when the volcano erupted, it was just, boomz.

(:

the last (was actually three days ago)

Today was really the last day. The Last day of school life, forever.

The Last Tuesday, the Last exam briefing, the Last time as a cohort in LT1, the Last assembly in class, (oh, and monday was  the last assembly in the Parade square), the Last time shifting tables for exams, the Last time as a class in 6.4, the Last ice cream treat, the Last soccer match, the Last Chem, Maths and Econs, the Last time waking up at 6am, the Last school song.

God save our land and Heaven bless, our ACS forever…

the memories that really matter

penultimate

The last PE. Ever. At least it was a bunch of fun. Don’t know whether i can say the same for Rene’s monster.

The Last Monday. somehow, it doesn’t feel the same without Chapel.

the penultimate day of waking up at 6am. funny how i first used the word ‘penultimate’ in my english essay way back in sec 2. in describing how awesome this father was in the eyes of his kid, i said “he was the penultimate father.” bombasticity fail.

expectation

i think we are sometimes our greatest critics. we set such high standards for ourselves that when we fail to hit those lofty heights, especially when we know we are fully capable of doing so, our scathing criticisms of ourselves hurt more than words can wield the matter.

gotta keep counting on God, pick myself up, and peak come November the third.

oh, today was the last Friday and our last short day of the week that we all so eagerly look forward to every Monday.